The Glory Of My Name Increases My

A Benefit Cited By Way Of Reproach Is Equivalent To An Injury.

You Who Love Wild Passions, Flee The Holy Austerity Of My Pleasures. All Here Breathes Of God, Peace And Truth.

The Glory Of My Name Increases My Shame. Less Known By Mortals, I Could Better Escape Their Eyes.

I Have Pushed Virtue To Outright Brutality.

Ah, Why Can't I Know If I Love, Or If I Hate?